Gotta love bicycle weather in January

A year ago, living in NYC, we didn’t even consider outdoor activity in January. With temperatures in the 50s on Lopez  today, Henry and I took a nice bike ride this afternoon around the south end of the island.

The kids have made some good friends lately. Last week, a brother and sister gave Henry and Ruby their bikes that they’ve grown out of. Our kids couldn’t have been more thrilled about their new sets of wheels.

Before our ride today, Henry and I spent some time in the Fry Lodge bike shop – cleaning the rust off our chains and generally tuning up our steeds. There’s something about a well oiled, clean bike that makes for a good ride. Henry had a smile on his face the whole route. Upon our return to Fry Lodge, he promptly crashed on the couch. That’s a sign of a good Sunday on Mud Bay.

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Ruby loses fourf front toof

Ruby is rapidly catching up with Henry in the tooth loss department, losing her two front top teeth in the past week. The Fry Lodge tooth fairy had to make a run to Lopez Village tonight to get some cash for under the pillow. When I returned home from the Village, Ruby couldn’t wait to show me her new smile. She also showed me the little tooth treasure chest that the school nurse gives to students who lose their tooth at school, something that makes me like Lopez Elementary even more.

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Iceberg Point

To celebrate our return to the Pacific Northwest, Henry, Ruby and I took a hike to Iceberg Point on the south end of Lopez this afternoon. It was muddy but fun. Pictured on the right is some kind of US-Canada border marker (for us Lopezians, Canada is the Great White Southwest). Although Ruby was a little disappointed that there were no icebergs to see at the end of the hike, it was great to soak up the moist, warm-ish air of the Salish Sea.

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Sick of Christmas Vacation

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Our two weeks in Nebraska have truly been wonderful. Jim and Mary Kay have been amazing hosts, and Henry and Ruby have thoroughly enjoyed spending time with their grandparents and all of their cousins. We made many great memories this Christmas Vacation. Though I don’t consider this to be the defining story of our break, we will probably always remember this as the trip that began and ended with vomit. The night before we left for Nebraska, Ruby vomited in bed. Miraculously, we flew across the country without incident.  Then, in the middle of our first night at Grandma and Grandpa’s house, Henry vomited in his sleep. All over his sister, who screamed bloody murder after such a rude awakening. Both recovered quickly, and we’ve had a nice vacation. We are scheduled to fly home in the morning. And so, like clockwork, Henry vomited multiple times tonight. Ruby has so far been spared. I wish I could say the same for Jim and Mary Kay’s carpets.

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